He movedone of his hand from my shoulder and was caressing my thighs and ass thenpassed it underneath the garter belt and back to my thighs. I could f...el hisdick in me throttle he was tearing me up sooo good! Shortly after that I wasdripping cum from my cock. I came without once touching my cock or him touchingme, he has stimulated my prostate that he made me cum with his cock in myasshole. He pulled out and I laid on my back over my cum, I was tired my asscouldn’t take it anymore, I felt my. " She gave me an amused look and told me, "I guess we are going to be pretty close, now that the asshole is gone." I hope so," I told her. She gave me that look again. However, since I didn't have a smirk on my face so she let it pass.The next day was Sunday and we went shopping with her business expenses credit card. The asshole didn't have access to that card. Our first stop was for breakfast. For simple, plain fare, The Village was okay. Sausage and eggs served with a glass of vegetable. Danny had ideas of looking away, but that notion never seemed as enticing as looking directly at it. So, both of them were becoming enthralled by this exotic pink lighted object being held in this concerned, old lady's hand. Youthful male minds becoming soothed by such a delightful cosmic relic from some heroic age. Neither of those boisterous drunken, skirt-chasing adolescent boys ever paid heed to this grey-haired, astrology minded witch before; but they did this time as the 'Fag-Hag'. Then she said that she would like to go in for a few minutes to see. I had been driving slowly around the neighborhood hoping for this so I pulled into the parking lot. Marie anxiously held my hand as we entered the store. She was amazed at the assortment of magazines, videos and toys on display when I pointed out the door to the theater and asked if she was up to going in and watching a dirty movie.The clerk told us that couples entered free and to enjoy ourselves while smiling at Marie. We.